This is my journal. It's pink, has little bits of randomness tucked into it, and has been collecting dust.
I was thinking today that it was precisely this time of year in 1995 that my sister gave me my first journal as a gift for Easter. I can't remember why, but on that day I resolved to write in it (and many subsequent journals) every night from then on. I actually kept it up until I graduated from college ten years later. I have since downgraded that practice to "when I feel like it," but it seems like I "feel like it" less and less often, which is unfortunate because I always feel better after scribbling my heart out!
This is probably due to the fact that working 9-5 every day and blogging with the balance of my free time, it's hard to imagine I could have much more to say. Still, there are always some things that I want to say/vent that aren't appropriate for a blog or even for telling close friends/family. For me, that's where the journal comes in, where I know anything goes.
Now, there is one thing that is not only blog-appropriate but blog-popular, and that is a challenge. I've decided to give myself my own little challenge, and that is to reinstitute the practice of writing in my journal every night. I'm not going to hold myself to my previous (boring) pattern of simply recapping the day, no matter how mundane. Instead, I've decided that I want to focus on (at least) one thing about that day that made me thankful. It's easy to get the blues during the daily routine, but my thinking is that if I force myself to pick out even one small positive, I may gain some new perspective(s) and be able to see the good in any/everything. You dig? Try it for yourself. It's a good idea, IMHO.
Here are some other bits of randomness that I can not, in fact, tuck into my journal.
For this morning's post-workout drink, I shook half a pouch of SexyHot Imean JayRobb Tropical Dreamsicle whey protein into a half cup of Turtle Mountain's Original Coconut Milk.
Hellooooooo Metamucil! I will stick to chocolate or vanilla from now on, thank you very much. Coconut milk, on the other hand, is something I'm enjoying quite a lot. I'm just experimenting with the protein factor, since a cup of coconut milk contains but a wee gram of protein on its own, and protein is pretty key for the post-workout drink (and getting me through to breakfast three hours later).
...And here we are three hours later.
This is my standard mix for a deskfast cereal bowl...
3/4 cup Kashi Go Lean
1/2 cup kamut puffs
1+ tsp ground flax
1 tbsp walnuts
100g blackberries (1/2 cup?)
1/2 of a 6-oz container SO DeliciousVanilla Coconut Yogurt (or 1/2 cup whatever yogurt)
This is nothing new to the blog, but I just figured I'd give this bowl a shout out because I was SO grooving on the vanilla coconut yogurt. Actually, it kind of tasted like French Vanilla...it just had the best flavor, which is not what was going through my head when I had the same breakfast with the blueberry flavor. It was good too, but so far vanilla is winning. Plus, I didn't get hungry again until 3 1/2 hours later! This is unheard of for my tummy, which normally complains at regular two-hour intervals. Score.
Lunch and dinner were just leftovers...I don't feel the need to do a full recap - you've seen 'em already! Just for funsies, I took a picture of dinner, and for one reason only:
I just wanted to write re-pea-tballs. They were especially delicious tonight (again). I broiled them while cooking a big pile of broccoli slaw "pasta" with marinara and some ground flax, all of which I topped with some parm and fresh ground pepper. SO GOOD! Try 'em - I swear to Bob, you'll never miss the meat.
See? I've already got material for my journal entry tonight. I am thankful that I had leftover re-pea-tballs in my freezer so that dinner was super easy and quick to throw together tonight. Done and done. I could even go further and write something like, I'm thankful that I had the foresight to make enough re-pea-tballs for leftovers...I'm thankful I had the money to buy the ingredients in the first place...I'm glad I have a job...you get the idea.
How about you? Do you keep a journal? Why or why not?